Chapter 150:

As the sound of gongs and drums drifted away, the noisy crowd also left, and many people who watched the bustle followed the line.
The air was still filled with the smell of gunpowder, and the smell of fat powder. The ground was scattered with flowers and petals. They were trampled by pedestrians. The boss of the shop was smiling. .
Wu Wanqiong kept seeing the woman who had bowed her head and hurried away, before she looked back.
Originally, she also came to see the new champion, but did not expect to see such a big show.
"Girl, let's go back, it's not too early." Ying Ge walked up.
Wu Wanqiong glanced out of the window again before standing up, let Yingge serve her in a cloak, and then put on a hood before lowering her head and let Yingge go downstairs.
The carriage was waiting outside. After the master and servant got on the carriage, they drove to Wufu.
Back home, I can clearly feel a low pressure brewing invisible.
Recently, the situation of Wu Ge Lao is not very good. Although many officials from North Korea and China have pleaded for him, Emperor Jiacheng never expressed much.
This is a bit stiff. For civil officials and emperors, one is a monarch and one is a prince, a junqiang is weak, and a junqiang is strong. These are complementary.
Normally, the emperor wanted to give his minister a face before tearing his face. This is a model of a benevolent prince, and it is also to show the generosity and tolerance of the emperor to thousands of officials.
But this time Emperor Jiacheng did not give Wu Ge Lao face, although he did not say how to deal with Wu Ge Lao, even Wu Wenxuan has been kept in Dali Temple. But in the position of Wu Ge Lao, it is not an exaggeration to say that there are tens of thousands of people under one person. The guilt and accusation of the old man were left unsettled, which has already explained the problem.
Even if Emperor Jiacheng was so busy recently, he could not conceal the already tense relationship between the monarchs and ministers, so how could Wu Gelao be happy.
If this time it is not good, it may be the end of the game.
Wu Wanqiong returned to his yard, changed clothes, and went to the old study in Wu Ge. Before entering the courtyard door, she saw Amber made a gesture to her and she stopped.
"Girl, don't go in anyway, the master is angry now." Amber whispered.
"What happened?"
"It's not the same thing as Feng Ge's old office. The master heard that today is the day when Jin Dian Chuan Yuen Lang crossed the street, and he smashed Yantai."
Wu Wanqiong sighed: "Father is getting stronger and stronger now."
"It's also not good for the second old man. He actually did such a thing without knowing the old man, but now he can ruin everyone."
Wu Wanqiong pursed his lips. The reason why her second uncle would be so bold was that his father had no son, and the Wu family was such a unique seedling.
And this matter seems to have nothing to do with Wu Wenxuan in the end. In fact, he is the cause. If there is no such thing, it will naturally not recruit the person for no reason, and the person will not make trouble.
In front of Wu Wanqiong, there was another dazzling fiery red, and the pale, jade-like indifferent face under the fiery red. The reason why she will go out today is to wonder who is knocking on the news and disturbing the capital, so that her father can only be ill at home.
She didn't expect it to be him, and she had seen him before, the husband of a family of three who was scolded by Yingge as a bad guy.
Unexpectedly, he was the No. 1 champion of Xinke.
She remembered the scene where the top champion lifted her hand to pick flowers and threw upstairs. She remembered a man in a big red top robe holding a snow-white and cute doll, so grandly went to the street. Scratch up.
Wu Wanqiong didn't find a little admiration on his face, but the admiration was very weak and fleeting.
"Amber, then I won't go in. You advised my dad not to get too angry."
"Yes, girl."
Looking at Wu Wanqiong's thin back, Amber couldn't help but sigh. The girl's character is so good, but it is a bit fateful. He shook his head and went into the yard.
When Xue Tingyan came out of the Shanxi Guild Hall, it was already dark.
This is because he used his son as an excuse to leave for the time being.
Because Shanxi came out as the champion, and after the rule of the champion cross the Mayou Street to return to the first place, the Shanxi Guild Hall not only prepared a celebration feast, but even invited a troupe to cheer. The Shanxi execs who are still in the capital now come, and of course there is the new jinshi in Shanxi. Everyone gathers together to cheer the wine.
Mao Badou and Li Datian are also there.
In this court test, the two only scored in the top three of the same jinshi. Although it was inevitable that they were disappointed, it may be unexpected that the Zhonggongshi was originally the same.
Jinshi is always better than the man, even if he cannot enter the Hanlin Academy, he will be an official in the future.
According to the regulations, the top three of the top armor are admitted to the Hanlin Academy by default. The champion is the compilation, the list of eyes and the exploration are the compilation, and the official titles of Liupin and Qipin are awarded respectively. As for the second and third tiers, they also need to pass the imperial examination, which is commonly known as the museum selection.
Those who pass the test will enter Hanlin Academy, which is Shuji Shi. Those who were brushed off were generally sent out to Renzhi County, or entered the six ministry officials.
The number of Shujishi selected in each subject is uncertain, but those who are generally in the top three are rarely selected into the Hanlin Academy. Unless the performance is particularly eye-catching and outstanding, Mao Badou and Li Datian also default that they will be the result of being released.
The atmosphere of the celebration banquet in the Shanxi Guild Hall is not very good, and it is probably not too lively.
There are several halls nearby, each of which is full of human voices and gongs and drums. The only thing here is that it doesn't seem like a champion.
Originally, this kind of scene was indispensable for some officials in Shanxi who were officials in Beijing and China to express their congratulations and their friendship in the same place. In the officialdom, the same township and the same township are inevitable. This is the capital that can be used in the future. But this time it was surprising, the owner of the hall also came out and invited many people, but none of them were present.
It would be so because of the fear of having a relationship with Xue Tingyan, of course, there are also reasons of the Shen family. This latter point was guessed by Xue Tingyan himself.
The only two officials who could hold up the scene were Lin Miao and Chen Jian.
This is another reason why the banquet did not fall apart.
However, Xue Tingyan did not stay long, and Hong'er was not used to this kind of occasion, so he left in advance.
"Ting Yan."
When he was about to get on the bus, a person came out of the hall, it was Chen Jian.
"What's wrong?" Xue Tingyan asked with a smile.
Hong'er in his arms is also curiously looking at this strange person with his eyes open.
Chen Jian's expression was very complicated. Fortunately, it was not too late at this time, and there were very few pedestrians on the road, but no one noticed that this roadside car was alone.
"I……"
"Don't think about it, Ajian." Xue Tingyan persuaded.
"I, I don't think you should face these, these are unfair to you!" Chen Jian said these words after a hard time.
Xue Tingyan sighed, took Honger out of the car, and came to him.
The two stood face to face, very close.
"There is no such thing as fairness and injustice in this world. Ajian I am very good and I have never been better. In fact, this situation seems unfair to you, but it is not my chance.
"You mean-Your Majesty?"
Xue Tingyan nodded with a smile.
"Really?" Chen Jian asked a naive question. This situation was extremely rare for him, and it was really chaotic. After the incident from Xue Tingyan, Chen Jian was completely messed up.
"The more someone else avoids me like a viper, your majesty will reuse me!"
Chen Jian didn't speak. It took a long time before he took a long breath and said, "Ting Yan, I know."
"Just know it." Xue Tingyan patted his shoulder and turned to go: "Go in, I have to go back, Zhaoer is still waiting at home."
"Ok."
The carriage quickly disappeared into the dark night, and Chen Jian had been watching the place for a long time without coming back.
Lin Miao came out of the clubhouse and patted him on the shoulder, full of sighs: "Go, go in."
Chen Jian nodded, and a picture suddenly appeared before him—
The eggs in white are powdery, and they look smooth and smooth under the dim yellow light, with a charming luster.
He took it subconsciously.
By the time he responded, the other party had turned around and left.
There was no charity, no mercy, nothing, but that was what made him feel inferior and cramped.
He didn't eat the egg in the end, until he broke it, he secretly found a place to bury it.
Chen Jian squeezed his palm and suddenly made a decision.
When Xue Tingyan returned home, Zhaoer was cooking in the kitchen.
Hong'er fell asleep on the way back. This kid was not too tired today, but he was also very tired. He was snoring like a little pig.
Xue Tingyan took him back to the room and put it down, took off his shoes and jacket, and covered it with a quilt before turning to change clothes.
He wore a half-old green robe and went to the stove.
When he entered the door, he saw Zhao'er carrying him, what he was doing on the chopping board.
"Returned? Hong'er got to sleep?" When Xue Tingyan entered the door, Zhao'er knew that his son was asleep.
Xue Tingyan yelled, Zhaoer still said: "Drinking? I think you are full of alcohol." She could smell the faint alcohol on him when she stood here.
"Drink a little."
Xue Tingyan stepped forward and hugged Zhaoer from behind.
As he grew older, he was now a head taller than Zhao'er. In this pose, he could well bury his face in her neck fossa.
"What's wrong with this?" Zhaoer shoved him, but didn't push away.
"I want to hug you." Xue Tingyan said vaguely, buried her head in her neck.
"It's said that four great joys in life, you are also a great joy in life, how I think you are not very happy."
"No, just drinking alcohol and having a headache."
Zhao'er turned to touch his forehead and said, "Would you like to go back to the house and sleep for a while? This meal will be ready in a few minutes. You go back to the house and sleep, and I will call you when you are done."
Xue Tingyan didn't look up, said: "No."
"I went back to sleep when I had a headache. Why didn't I do it?"
"No!"
Since then, Zhao'er has understood that the man is acting coquettishly, just like when he was a child. Wherever he feels uncomfortable or unhappy, he will deliberately find faults. If he doesn't do anything, he will be coaxed by him. Hold him again and shake it. But nowadays men are so mature, even if they are not so small, they can't do this kind of thing.
"Then you will pestle yourself, I will cook."
Zhaoer moved a little to the side and went to get the vegetables to cut. Xue Tingyan lay on her and moved with her, but she laughed at Zhaoer.
"You're not a puppy, why are you so sticky."
"I am a big dog."
"That big dog is going to sleep with the puppy."
"The big dog does not go, the big dog wants to be with the puppy and his mother."
Zhao'er was defeated, and he was no longer ostentatized, leaving him pestered.
Xue Tingyan also pestered, leaning on Zhao'er's shoulder and watching her neck in a daze.
Zhaoer finally cut the dishes and went to the stove. The chicken was simmering in the pot. When the lid was lifted, a white smoke with flavour of meat flew on the face. Zhaoer sautéed it with a large spoon.
With a murmur in the pot, Xue Tingyan said: "After that, Badou and Datian may leave Beijing."
Zhaoer paused and asked, "Are you out of Beijing to be an official?" She and Xue Tingyan have been together for a long time, and she knows some things well. This time Mao Badou and Li Datian were able to pass the exam, and it was considered luck. Hanlin Academy didn't need to think about it. If the six books had no network relationship, they didn't have to think about it. The biggest possibility is to let out either parent's official.
"That's not bad, this place in Beijing is not a good place."
"Do you also think that Beijing is bad?"
Unexpectedly, he would ask this question, and Zhaoer thought about it and answered, "It's not bad, just that it's not as simple as our house, the people in Jingli are too complicated."
"It may be more complicated in the future."
Oh, she put the side dishes she had cut into the pot and covered the lid.
"Are you afraid?"
"What are you afraid of? If we are not greedy, we are not in vain. What are we afraid of?"
"I'll enter the Chaotang in the future, and I might be marginalized. In Beijing and other provinces, women are all looking at their own men, so you may be punished by ..."
Zhaoer chuckled: "Are you afraid that I will be excluded?"
"Probably not only that." Xue Tingyan's voice was very tangled.
Zhaoer looked back at him funny, but only saw his head, a crow crow, like the head of a black son, she unconsciously reached out and kneaded: "Are you thinking too much, you are not saying that you are in the middle After winning the first prize, entering the Hanlin Academy is a small official from the sixth grade, and may have to stay in the Hanlin Academy for a few years. Even if I have survived, I still have to start from the small official, and I want to be promoted to more than three grades. I do n’t know how much. Years later. That's it, what else do you have to struggle with. "
After a pause, she said again: "Let's talk about it, how can those women and women get me how to drip? They are not as good as me, and they are not fools. In addition, I am too busy to do business. Just go with them when you are free. And, since you say you will be excluded, you must be excluded even with me.
According to Zhaozhaoer, things really seem to be the case.
He doesn't take the usual path, and Zhaoer is also an unusual path, so what are he afraid of?
He thought for a while and said, "Our family also has to buy a few girls, and the driver, or something. You can't do anything with you."
Xue Tingyan had talked to Zhao'er before this matter, but recently he was a little busy and did not find anything suitable.
"I will go to the people's market again tomorrow."
"I am with you."